Chapter 120

MY FINGERS RAIDED MY HAIR AS I LOOKED BACK. The further we went, the far away we got from the mansion and I knew I had to get back. Angela Juan deserved justice and I was the one to pass it for her.

Her poor mother deserved to know what happened to her daughter no more than the world deserved to know the truth behind the one man smiling handsome Drake Anderson.

I placed my hand on my chest and I could feel my fighter heart still racing. Over the past days, I've never had my heart beat so much even for an audition. This was too much. Enough was enough!

"Eleanor.....what are you thinking???" Lauren asked but I ignored her. I looked at the phone that was charging next to the driver and I knew that was it. I was going to need a phone or a drive to transfer that video into.

Perfect.

I bent down and traced my hand beneath the back seat chairs. Police cars often have guns in hidden underneath the chairs and I knew I was surely going to find one on this car.

My fingers froze when I felt something cold and hard. Of course it was a gun! I looked at Lauren and she was looking back at me sternly.

"Eleanor.... whatever you're thinking about ..stop thinking it now! I told you he's going to be fine what's the matter with you?!" She asked angrily.

But just like Heidi Reagan said 'Sometimes we have one chance, to ride that wave, one opportunity to jump on, take a deep breath and feel the rush of adrenaline. . . don't miss your chance.' And thinking in those lines, I wasn't going to miss my chance. For all I know the adrenaline rush might provide holistic benefits.

"I already told you many times to turn back but you took no heed. Someone's justice is at stake and am not going to take chances with it. For Justice consists not in being neutral between right and wrong, but in finding out the right and upholding it, wherever found, against the wrong. That's Theodore Roosevelt for you....now...stop the car or am going to shoot you!!!"

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I drove back to the mansion as fast as I could. My mission was to get in, get the evidence I needed and ran out.

To my dismay, the entire entrance was in ruins and there was no way in. It had all been broken down and I couldn't find even a tiny space to squeeze myself through.

"Oh...no...what do I do now....!!?" I cried as I rubbed my forehead. I needed to get in or this sacrifice would've been for nothing. Doesn't this place have a backdoor or something??

I stood still not knowing that to do for a second. I knew I had to get in but how??? This building was continuously colliding and falling to crumbles, and if I don't move fast, it'll be too late.

But what do I do to prevent that??

I fell to my knees and wept. I felt helpless. I came all the way here without a plan and it sucked.

"Aarrghhhh!!!!" I screamed and stoned the mansion looking at it one last time thinking maybe I should just go.

Then, I looked at the roof and beneath it saw a window which I believed led to the room I was previously locked in.

Next to it was a pipe that went into the septic tank just below the ground. I could climb that and go into the room, then I'd go downstairs and quickly get what I want and leave before this whole thing collapses. Great...

"Eleanor!!!!" Lauren's voice echoed from behind me and I froze. How did she find me?? But most importantly how is she here??

I quickly ran and hit in the dark. It was night-time and I could use the dark was to my advantage.

"Eleanor?? Why are you looking for her here.??" Adam asked. Of course it was him I new his voice.

"She left...." Lauren replied.

"She did what??? OhMyGod...the plan was simple and it was to rescue her...and get her out of here first! What did you go and do now....??" He sounded so frustrated and couldn't understand what was going on am sure.

I didn't care. I knew I had to serve someone some justice and it needed me to come here today and do what I did. Whether I come out alive or not it didn't matter to me, I wanted freedom even if it meant for a dead soul.

I left them amidst their argument and turned around to execute my plan when suddenly, someone quickly held my hand and span me around pulling it to me back. Before I could even react, my gun dropped and he had his hand across my mouth and the other on pulling my arm steadily and further to my back making me wonder if breaking it was the intention.

I tried to break free but after successful failed attempts I decided to swallow my pride and use the weapon I'd been securing this entire time. My teeth!!!

I bit his arm and he groaned in pain loosening the grip on me.

"What was that???" Adam asked...."I think it came from that side....let's go check..."

"Keep your eyes open..." Someone warned and o heard two footsteps walking towards us.

I thought that was my ticket out. Maybe if I just told Adam why I had come back, he would help me and together we'd find that tape and use it in court against Drake. Yes....that should work.

I was about to call outbid name when I felt a gun at the back of my head.

"You move....I shoot!"